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[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Category: Game/Anime Crossover, Yaoi, TWT
Characters: Tsunami from Twilight of the Dark Master; Shin, Trunks, and Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z; Cleff, Eagle, and Lantis from Magic Knights Rayearth; Kuja from FF9, Irvine and Squall from FF8; Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei and Zechs from Gundam Wing; Sephiroth and Vincent from FF7; Kenshin and Sanosuke from Rurouni Kenshin; Kamui from X; Van from Vision of Escaflowne; Glenn and Serge from Chrono Cross; Albert and Lloyd from Legend of Dragoon.
Main Pairings: Pairings will change for each part, but the main pairings are: 1x2, 3+4, 6+5, SephirothxVincent, Lantis+Eagle, SanoxKenshin
Pairing: none really, just a hint of Kuja+Tsunami
Warnings: slight violence, shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Website/Complete Archive: www.geocities.com/arigatomina

Dark Tournament

Part 4

Sojourn: Trunks vs. Tsunami

The fighters who hadn't seen the field for themselves were looking around and Tsunami's gaze fell to Shin, his voice dropping to a soft murmur. "You know, there was really no need to move them here. The first one to try an attack could have been immobilized without any effort."

"I thought we could give them a practical demonstration," Shin returned, his black eyes flicking up to the taller man.

"You two are going to have all the fun," Kuja snorted, folding his arms over his chest. "Might as well hurry up." Pale blue eyes moved to him and he smiled suddenly, leaning close to Clef and making the short mage take a sharp step back. "You know, you don't have to hide all the time. It wouldn't hurt you to actually *see* what you're helping to happen. After all, if it weren't for you we couldn't even have this tournament." The pink-haired male flushed and looked away. "Are you afraid your friends will hold it against you if you watch?"

"Be quiet," Clef said sharply, frowning more when the youth gave a quick laugh.

"I wish I could take part in this, it certainly looks like fun. And it's not as if I'm like you three, guardians of the earth." Kuja gave a quick smile when Tsunami raised an eyebrow at him. "After all, I'm an *enemy* of the earth, did you forget?"

"Of course not," Tsunami said, returning the youth's smirk. "I *was* the one who saved you from death, if you remember. Besides, Clef isn't a guardian of the earth, only Cephiro. And you aren't going to participate." The male's smile disappeared, replaced by a dark frown. "Stop pouting. You know you're above them, there's no point in your fighting any one of them. Unless it's Sephiroth...you did have something in common with him."

Kuja blinked when Tsunami looked past him and he glanced back, his eyes widening a bit when he found sea green eyes on him. The man in question was smirking and Kuja frowned suddenly. Sephiroth must have heard them, the man's expression was much too smug. "As if I'd want to fight *him*."

"A practical demonstration," Sephiroth said, stepping closer to the four men. Shin nodded sharply and his eyes dropped to the lavender-skinned male. "Don't hesitate on my account."

"Really," Kuja sighed, rolling his eyes. "Blow something up, already. Or kill someone, that should get their attention." Clef gave him a sharp look and he smiled, sidling closer to the short mage. "You know, Clef, I've been thinking-"

"Alright," Shin said quickly, his voice rising over Kuja's and earning him a droll glare. "To make this as quick and painless as possible, Tsunami and I are going to give you a demonstration. Tsunami," he said, his eyes flicking up to the tall man, "has the ability to destroy an entire planet."

"Any saiyan can do that," Vegeta snorted, his upper lip curling in a sneer. A few of the younger fighters looked at him and he lifted his chin, his eyes glinting.

"I agree," Shin continued, his lips curving in a slight smirk. "But Tsunami can do it effortlessly." The white haired man's red lips parted and Shin blinked, refocusing as Tsunami abruptly disappeared. He spotted the man's dark coat far above them and waved his hand to direct the others' eyes skyward. "Any volunteers? I think an energy blast would be adequate," he smirked, glancing at Vegeta. The black haired man raised an eyebrow at him but remained standing with his arms folded over his chest. The others were looking at each other but he caught Sephiroth's smirking visage as the white-haired man stepped forward. "Oh, I doubt your summons would be do it."

"How can I know that if I don't try?" Sephiroth asked, his pale eyes glinting when the short man frowned. "If no one else is going to do anything, then why shouldn't I?"

"I'll do it," Trunks said, moving forward quickly. He didn't particularly want a demonstration, but he could imagine that Sephiroth was the type to start trouble. He'd been convinced of the four men's power the moment he'd been caught. It took skill to do that. But he could understand how the others might need convincing. His father snorted again and he frowned, barely able to keep from glancing in his direction. Shin threw him a quick smile and he blinked, not sure if the man were grateful or not.

"Perfect. Something thick would do it," Shin said, moving a bit closer to the young half-saiyan. "Preferably condensed energy, rather than a short beam."

"Why?" Trunks asked, his eyes narrowing suddenly. "So it can be rebounded? It doesn't take much to do that."

Kuja grinned at the teen and shook his head, pointing a finger at the man above them. "He won't need to rebound it. You'll see. All he has to do is *touch* it." Shin frowned at him and his grin eased into a small smile. "I love watching that man work."

"Do you?" Sephiroth murmured, noting how the short male flinched and rounded, throwing him a vicious glare. "I'll bet you do."

Shin's eyes closed as he fought the need to groan and he reached out a hand to catch Kuja's arm, shaking his head. "Don't even think about it. You said you didn't want to fight him, remember?"

With an irritated huff, Kuja glared at the lavender-skinned man, his uptilted nose wrinkling slightly. "Don't touch me, Ki. I'm not going to attack him." Black eyes closed again and Kuja blinked when Shin frowned in irritation. "What?"

Two minds were filled with curiosity and disbelief and Shin ground his teeth together before glancing back at Vegeta. The black-haired saiyan's gaze was positively deadly. "Yes, Vegeta, I'm the Supreme Ki. But that doesn't matter right now." Turning back, Shin paused for a moment to enjoy the way Kuja had his hand clamped over his mouth, the young man's eyes very wide at his slip, then he glanced to Trunks. The lavender-haired male was still looking at him curiously and Shin was grateful *he* didn't know as much as Vegeta. It was so much easier not having to explain why he was helping in this tournament. "If you would?"

Trunks blinked and nodded quickly, his gaze darting to Vegeta. His father looked stunned again, but those black eyes were locked on Shin and he wished he could just ask what was going on. But Vegeta wasn't the type to explain anything, he knew better than that. Turning, he set his gaze on the man floating above them, taking in the way Tsunami's fine white hair seemed to be flowing around him. He couldn't see the energy the man was using, but he felt it, that odd power he'd sensed when he was first taken. Hands curling, Trunks closed his teeth and powered up quickly. From what he felt, he knew a simple blast would be like a smooth breeze to the man. And he had an idea that even a super saiyan wouldn't be enough.

The lavender-haired teen was surrounded by a pale blue light and Duo blinked when someone bumped into him. His eyes dropped for a second and he smiled when Van jerked and looked back at him in surprise. They were definitely standing a little too close for comfort. "Is it just me," he commented in a forcibly light tone, "or did all hell just break loose?" The boy let out a sharp breath and Duo glanced back to where Trunks stood. People were crowding behind them now and Duo sidled back some more as chunks of rock lifted from the ground, shattering as that pale light glinted with sparks of white. Then it turned golden and Trunks' hair stood on end. "Wow."

"Is that magic?" Quatre whispered, almost pressed to Duo's back as people clustered closer together. A few had held their ground, but he didn't quite have the courage to ask Sephiroth, not when the white-haired man was smiling like that.

"I think he *is* magic," Lloyd answered from a few steps away, his eyes glinting merrily. He was remembering Tsunami's words from before and he turned his gaze upward for a second to where the tall man still waited in the sky. "This should be good."

"Which one are we supposed to be afraid of?" Serge asked, giving Glenn a disgruntled look. "Tsunami, or *him*?" The pale haired man turned to look at him and he blinked at his comrade's smile.

"I'd advise you to be wary of both," Glenn said, holding the boy's wide eyes for a second before looking to Trunks. The teen's hair had risen with that light, the previously limp strands upright in jagged spikes. It didn't take a moment for him to see the similarity and he turned to stare at Vegeta, noting the man's intense frown. "Well, *now* I see the resemblance."

"What resemblance," Irvine asked, pushing Squall to the side so he could get closer to Glenn. That golden energy was crackling now, the rocks thrown back until Trunks was standing in a shallow crater. "Huh?"

"Earlier Shin said Trunks was his son," Glenn said, jerking his head toward Vegeta. Black eyes snapped to him and he almost stepped back, relieved when Vegeta's gaze moved back to the boy still powering up. There was something unnerving about the short, spiky haired man.

Shin's eyes glinted and he took a slow step away from Trunks. The boy really was going for broke, using his entire energy. That wouldn't work in a battle against some of the fighters present, but it was perfect for the demonstration. After all, Tsunami wasn't going to be dodging so Trunks wouldn't need any speed. Still, it was rather exciting to see the boy surpass a super-saiyan. He'd gone farther in their timeline with Tsunami's help and he'd seen even greater powers, but those were beyond even *his* control so they hadn't been chosen. As far as pure offensive strength went, Trunks was definitely the leader in the group.

That was it, Trunks' eyes snapped open suddenly, the ki crackling for a moment before cooling around him. He'd pushed himself as high as he could go, something he hadn't expected to get to do. He had no intention of letting his father know he'd surpassed him, not in his own time, but this was different. Vegeta wouldn't remember any of this. That promise was all he needed and his now-green eyes shone at the figure waiting above him. His arms shot out, muscles clenching as he put his wrists together, hands flat for a moment before his fingers curled inward slightly. With a low groan, he gathered his energy, placing it in his palms and concentrating it, just as Shin had suggested. Rarely had he used a thick beam of concentrated energy in the past, but he did it almost as if it came naturally. It certainly wasn't a skill Gohan had taught him. Androids rarely held still long enough for such an attack to reach them and a glancing blow would waste all of that energy expended on the beam. But Tsunami had yet to budge an inch.

He was in hell, that had to be the answer. To be surpassed was one thing, but by his own son? Vegeta's hands curled into fists, his head lowering a bit as he clenched his teeth and glared at the super-saiyan standing a few yards away from him. Despite how much power he'd gained since last seeing the youth, he could barely hold his place. The boy's power was even greater than that of a super saiyan. It wasn't supposed to be possible. For a long moment nothing filled him except a need to attack the boy and prove his strength. Then something registered in the back of his mind and he blinked suddenly, his back straightening. That pose... The boy was using his pose...?

Clef moved suddenly, jerking his head toward the fighters grouped together and nodding when Kuja joined them. Following, he placed himself in front of them and raised his staff in preparation. It wouldn't be long now.

"Final Blast!!"

Sephiroth flinched when Trunks screamed suddenly, the golden energy that had erupted around him before returning with a vengeance. It didn't take much to realize he was standing far too close to the boy and he flitted back until he was behind Shin. The lavender-skinned man nodded, black eyes closed a bit as he smiled. "Impressive," Sephiroth commented, his quiet word drowned out by the blaze of energy that shot from Trunks' hands.

Thick energy beamed from him, powerful enough to split a planet in half and Trunks could barely make out his target as the light filled his eyes. But he was convinced Tsunami wouldn't move and he pushed every bit he had into the attack, not pausing to wonder what was happening at the other end of that blast.

Heat radiated over them and Clef inclined his staff, a pale shield surrounding the fighters grouped behind him. That didn't eliminate all of the warmth, but he wanted them to feel a hint of what they were being protected from. And all of that energy came from Trunks. It would be much worse in minute. His pale blue eyes lifted and he held his breath despite himself, watching as that thick beam of energy came to a complete halt in front of Tsunami, curling around the man's outstretched hand. It was forming a ball of condensed power and just the sight of it was nearly too much. If Tsunami ever turned against them, there would be no stopping him. That unreasonable doubt was one he couldn't help, seeing the man's power.

A low laugh sounded near him and Lantis glanced back, his dark blue eyes widening a bit at Vegeta's smirk. It had to be the first time he'd seen the angry man without his constant frown. But the man wasn't looking at him and he glanced back, following that black-eyed gaze to Trunks. The thick energy seemed to be thinning slowly, the last bit of it joining that growing circle of golden light that hovered in front of Tsunami. The white-haired man still hadn't moved aside from raising his hand and Lantis leaned a bit harder on Eagle's shoulder, his hand curling around a fold of olive green cloth. Power like that wasn't needed for anything but destruction.

His shoulders jerked when the last bit of energy left him and Trunks gasped, his eyes closed. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so drained and sweat trailed down his cheek, hitting his neck before he could open his eyes. His wrists were still pressed together and he relaxed his arms slowly, turning his gaze upward. Then he flinched, his mouth falling open. He stumbled without realizing it and blinked dazed eyes at Sephiroth when the tall men gripped his shoulder. "How...?"

Shin smirked, his eyes glinting at the exhausted boy before turning to Tsunami. "That's nothing compared to his full power. Get behind the shield and watch." Trunks frowned at him but he nodded his head to where Clef stood, relieved that Sephiroth didn't argue.

Trunks looked up one more time, his dazed green eyes stunned by the huge ball of energy filling the sky, his energy. He couldn't figure out how the man had done that. Had he controlled the beam? What sort of power allowed someone to control another person's ki? It made no sense. Sephiroth prodded him and he forced his eyes away, letting the man draw him to the others. A few of the others moved away from him and he blinked in surprise, his gaze moving to Van. The boy was staring at his hair and Trunks gave a tired smile, dropping out of super-saiyan, his hair fading bright gold to lavender and falling against his face. He'd burnt the tie holding his hair back when he'd ascended. Shoving some of the hair away from his eyes he turned to watch Tsunami, reminding himself to find another one later. The white-haired man wasn't very visible on the other side of that burning ball of ki, but he could make out the black shadow of the man's coat, and a pale hand.

"He really is good at this," Kuja commented, smiling when Shin came to stand beside him. "I doubt any of them would try to retaliate after this. Is he going to blow it up?" Trunks gave him a stunned look and he smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "What's wrong? Clef's shield will hold."

"Maybe," Clef said softly, giving the male a frown, "but this planet wouldn't. It wasn't easy getting us here. There's no point blowing it up, now."

"I guess," Kuja sighed, turning disappointed eyes skyward. "Too bad..."

"No, he *is* going to blow it up." Shin nodded when Clef gave him a startled look and he turned, facing the fighters. "What you're about to see is the explosion of that from miles away, in deep space. I don't want any of you doubting his strength."

"I think we've seen enough already," Kenshin commented, his violet eyes narrow. "There's no need to take it a step further."

"Oh, let them show off," Sephiroth smirked, his eyes sliding to the red-haired man. He'd nearly forgotten him, so short the taller fighters had hidden him. Now he made sure Sanosuke noticed the attention he was paying the violet-eyed man as he smiled. "Everyone appreciates a good show."

"How does he breathe in space?" Heero asked, frowning at Shin. He definitely remembered how he'd met Tsunami and that was one thing that bothered him more than anything else he'd seen. It was one thing to have him believe in people from other planets, but to have a person who could survive in space as *well* as fly was too much.

"I have no idea," Shin admitted. "But he's good at it. Now, then." Turning, he nodded suddenly. Whether they could see him or not, he knew Tsunami had no trouble seeing them. That fake sun disappeared immediately and he pointed a finger, not quite touching Clef's shield. Something sparked in the sky, on the opposite side of the horizon from the actual sun, and he nodded. "That's him." There were a few comments, but they were drowned out when the world exploded.

The first thought that went through Wufei's mind was that an atomic bomb had gone off. He knew that wasn't it, but the blinding white light hit his eyes with enough force to leave him staggering. And he could swear he felt the heat and wind even through that pale glowing shield around them. There was turmoil for a moment and he let himself be shoved, not willing to risk opening his eyes until they stopped their painful burning.

"Damn! I love when he does that!" Kuja laughed wildly, waving his hair out of his face as he stared at the slowly dimming light on the horizon. Clef's cloak flew against his stomach and he shoved it aside, glancing back. The fighters seemed to be having trouble standing and only three gazes met his. Sephiroth seemed to have seen enough, judging from the man's solemn gaze, and Trunks definitely looked stunned. But Vegeta merely glared. Then again, from what little he'd heard of the man, Vegeta could have seen the planet destroyed out from under his feet and he *still* would look unimpressed. Kuja had to give him credit, he had a good hold on that scowl of his. With a quick smile to the saiyan's black gaze, he opened his arms. "It's over. You can look now." A few blurry eyes opened tentatively and he made sure to give each of the men a smile. "Wasn't it great?"

"I'm so glad you enjoyed that," Tsunami said softly, brushing a bit of long white hair out of his eyes as he appeared in front of Clef. The mage dropped his shield with a light sigh. Turning his gaze to Shin, Tsunami raised an eyebrow. "Well?"

"I think that did it," Shin smirked. "Thank you."

"I admit it was rather nice to use my power against something other than demons," Tsunami shrugged. "It isn't often I get the chance to hold so much energy, either." His eyes flicked to Trunks and he gave the teen a slow nod. "Your attack was not lacking, I am merely invulnerable to such power. Physical attacks would do better." He glanced at the others quickly, checking to see if any were tempted to try out that admitted weakness. "But landing a physical attack would be very difficult with me."

"Very true," Kuja smirked, enjoying the wary way the fighters were looking at Tsunami. "He'd just disappear, and he might even take you with him." His smile turned into a grin and he faced Tsunami again, winking at him. "You are one of the only people I'll ever admit to respecting. That was great."

Shin glanced between the two males for a second before clearing his face. There were times when he wished he couldn't read minds. He would rather have not sensed the attraction so loud in Kuja's mind. It made him want to shiver. Stilling himself, he took a breath before looking at the fighters. "I had planned to demonstrate my ability to immobilize people, but if you have seen enough, we can return to the chamber now. I know that some of you have pain in your eyes after that." It was one of the biggest understatements he'd ever voiced and Shin almost smirked when some of the younger fighters nodded. "Does anyone request further demonstration?" Silence met him and he stepped closer to Clef, his eyes lifting to Tsunami. "Shall we go back, then?"

"I'd say we've shown them enough," Tsunami murmured, his pale eyes glinting for a moment before turning serious. A second later they were back in the white room and he closed his eyes as relieved sighs met his ears.

Van blinked when he found himself back in the room and his gaze lifted to the teen standing near him. "Your hair's back again," he said quickly, his expression calming. He'd been startled before, shocked that the teen had such unusual and strong power, but it was easy to forget it now that they were back in the empty area. Trunks' lavender hair was pulled back in a tail again and he nodded when the teen fingered it and shrugged. "You look better now, too."

It took a moment before Trunks understood what the boy was talking about and he shifted his shoulders, blinking quickly. "I used everything I had," he admitted, shaking his head. "But I feel...as well as I did before. I guess it's true about the healing."

"This sucks."

Trunks blinked at the dull voice, his eyes dropping to where Duo had fallen back against a wall. The longhaired boy was scowling at him and he couldn't think what he might have done. "Excuse me?"

Duo made a face when Heero leaned stepped closer to him and kept his eyes on the lavender-haired teen. "You've got that killer beam, and Heero's got his cannon. And I'm stuck waiting--lost in the first stupid round!"

With a sigh, Heero shook his head, watching as his lover pouted. "Duo--"

"Shut up," Duo snapped irritably, not quite glaring up at the boy, "just shut up. Don't talk to me. I almost hope that guy beats you. I mean, what's the point of being here if I don't get to fight?"

"They might not even face each other in battle," Quatre said, joining his previous position near the boy. Trowa and Wufei followed and he glanced at them for a second before looking down again. Duo really did look depressed, no hint of his usual smile. "One of them might get beaten before that."

"Yeah right," Duo snorted, his violet eyes sparking up at Trunks, who still stood near him. "As if anyone's going to beat *him* without a beam cannon."

"That isn't my only attack," Trunks muttered, his expression disgruntled.

"Whatever."

Blinking, Trunks glanced at the boys standing around Duo. The blonde one gave him a soft smile and he relaxed a little. "Yeah..."

"With no further ado," Kuja called out, his eyes still bright. "Shin?"

"Yes," Shin nodded, moving in front of the screen. "The next battle will take place immediately. The combatants; Irvine Kinneas and Squall Leonhart."

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TBC
--notes--
Oh, that was fun! Heh, Trunks and Vegeta...I just love them to bits. But Tsunami has to be one of the coolest anime characters I've ever seen. I love the way he draws in a soft breath before blowing the crap out of things (or demons). Anyway, the next part will probably be much longer than this, since it's an actual battle/lemon part. I just had to throw this in since poor bored Sephiroth decided to cause trouble and doubt the four darlings running the tournament. And isn't Kuja cute? I love to portray him as a flirt, it just works too well with the way he dresses. I admit, I could have let him fight or show off some, but I think Tsunami pretty much did it on his own. Yeah, next part coming soon (I really *do* think it will be soon) and (for those on lists/ff.net) I've got the pic of Irvine and Squall up in my fanart section (url: www.geocities.com/arigatomina/my_fanart.html) It's cute, too. And who knows, maybe I can do a pic of Trunks and Tsunami (not yaoi, just a pic of them together) to go with this part. ^__^ (very happy 'Mina)